[He'd completely forgotten about the message after the fourth day, thinking at one point Hunk just didn't want to talk to him. That evoked some kind of feeling, but now...]
Yeah. I can do that.
[And that's it. For a few minutes.]
Eat some olives.
[Hunk is probably food-savvy enough to know the old wives' tail about olives curing motion sickness and lightheadedness. And if Hunk can't keep his head together...]
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8/16, text
It was... a lot.
Let Yue know I'm okay for me.
I can barely keep my head together right now.
Thanks.
[ If he's aware that Dylas himself might be concerned, Hunk's not showing it. Or he just doesn't care- his typing isn't exactly spirited. ]
Re: 8/16, text
Yeah. I can do that.
[And that's it. For a few minutes.]
Eat some olives.
[Hunk is probably food-savvy enough to know the old wives' tail about olives curing motion sickness and lightheadedness. And if Hunk can't keep his head together...]